Cut loose in a nightmare, cast off in my dreamsIf home is anywhere that I can hang my hatThen it's coming apart at the seamsMy luck is hanging upside downI try to hold on tightBut money's rolling out of townAnd love slips right out of sight

And these bones, they don't look so good to meJokers talk and they all disagreeOne day soon, I will laugh right in the face of the poison moon

You look in the mirrorI'm sorry, but it can't be replacedYou're thrown straight out in that cruel paradeButtoned down and lacedIt starts like fascination, it ends up like a tranceYou've gotta use your imagination on some of that magazine romance

And these bones--they don't look so good to meJokers talk and they all disagreeOne day soon, I will laugh right in the face of the poison moonOne day soon, I will laugh right in the face of the poison moon